Ar soudarded a oa gwechall
Dre an Afrik o rodal
A zo breman e-barzh hor bro
Kraozon ha Landivzio
Hor breudeur a c'hoarzhe dec'h
Zo tec'het kuit gant an nec'h
Zo tec'het hep sonj distro
Klask labor e-maez o bro
Tec'het int holl 'trezek ar Frans
Tec 'het an esperans
O c'halono 'oa c'hwero
P'o deus laret kenavo
Hag en o ziez dilezet
Moc' hoiled zo digouet
Hag embann breman divezh
Douster ar vuhez war'maez
Me lavar ha lavaro
Se ne bado ket atao
Me lavar ha lavaro
Se ne bado ket atao
The soldiers who, in the past,
Went to both sides of Africa
Are now with us
In Crozon and Landivisiau
Our brothers who were laughing, yesterday
Run away, worried
Run away without hope of return
To look for work, elsewhere
They all fled to France
Run away, hope
Their hearts were bitter
When they said goodbye
And in their abandoned house
Richards arrived ©s
Who now boast, without shame
The sweetness of life in the countryside
I say it and will say it
It won't last forever
I say it and will say it
It won't last forever

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